Where everything begins, and where everything will end. This is the cycle of cause and effect, and at last, the trend of history gathers here and will not be missing. Where the destiny of heaven returns, the great way of reincarnation.

When Mu Yuan held up a piece of fragments, Chu Xunyu was surprised, because he saw the badges that his family had used, which showed that all this was not a coincidence. The man in black inexplicably murdered him was not irrelevant. This is evidence. Do everything really need to return to his Yaowang Mansion?

With the questions in his heart, Chu Xunyu was filled with horror. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it clearly. After Mu Yuan shook for a while, he came to his senses, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said with a little apology: "Sorry, I'm distracted."

"It's okay." Wang Chen waved his hand and asked, "Little Friend Chu said this is the emblem used by your Medicine King Mansion lineage? I remember it doesn't seem like this, right?"

"That should be a long time ago." Chu Xunyu recalled carefully, "In my memory, the emblem marks have been changed three times in the history of the Yaowang Mansion. It was because of some special reasons. They were all changed in major historical changes. This is a change in the position of the camp. As for the pattern in front of me, if I remember correctly, it should be the second time I used it."

"The second time? How many years have it been since today?" Mu Yuan asked curiously.

"If I remember correctly, it should have been about thousands of years."

"So long?" Mu Yuan was shocked.

Wangchen suddenly asked a key question: "What's the reason? Why do you need to change it?"

"This..." Chu Xunyu thought for a long time, "It seems that it was because of some major change in the family, and it turned out to be changed. As for the specific reason, I don't know much about the specific reason, because family history is what I hate the most, and I rarely read it. I have read a lot of other Qimen Dunjia books."

"I will hate you when I am using the book!" Mu Yuan sighed helplessly.

Chu Xunyu glanced at him, ignored him, continued to squat on the woodshed floor, looked at Wangchen and asked, "Senior, don't think this has anything to do with the changes back then."

"I think it's possible." Wangchen nodded, "There have been many legacy problems in history. This may become the reason why other things have arisen in the years to come. This man in black made such a big scene to find this thing, and it was such a coincidence that it was your Yaowang Mansion family, so it would never be aimless. Xiaoyou Chu should recall the reasons back then. Perhaps we can know what the man in black took away, and then we may know their plans."

"They?" Chu Xunyu was stunned, "Senior thinks there is a group of men in black?"

"Obvious." Wang Chen smiled bitterly, "The situation has become very obvious. The man in black was a man or a woman. You heard it with your own ears. The man outside the city of Hanzhong was obviously much younger. A few days ago, the man in black, from beginning to end, said nothing. It seems that they are composed of different people, so the characters are also very different."

"It makes sense." Mu Yuan and Chu Xunyu knew a lot when they heard this. It seemed that Jiang was still old. Then, Chu Xunyu asked in confusion: "Whether they are a group of people or a single person, why do you come to me? I have traveled around and have never made enemies with these people."

"I'm afraid..." Wangchen himself was helpless, "I want to ask your family if there were any problems left by your ancestors that evolved today's situation."

"By the way!" Mu Yuan once again reflected his magical key thinking, and he could always think of key points, "We go to find Zhang Yuchu, who is the head of Longhu Mountain. The Medicine King's Mansion has something at his doorstep, and it seems that it is quite important. As a leader of the sect, it is impossible for him to know."

The words were reasonable, and the three of them wanted to get up and go out the door. Suddenly, Chu Xunyu stretched his arm, blocked the way, and turned around and asked seriously: "Senior Wangchen, this matter is of great importance. Is Zhang Yuchu reliable?"

"Don't worry." Wangchen nodded seriously, "I traveled around the world back then, and there were five friends who could trust him. He was one of them, and he had a friend of life and death."

"That's good, I won't say much about anything else, let's go."

The three of them rose up directly in the air and rushed to Zhengyi Shenguan. The three of them rushed over quickly, which naturally attracted the attention of other disciples. After seeing who they were, they all disregarded them. It turned out that Zhang Yuchu had issued a few days ago that Wangchen was his old friend and a noble person. Disciples should not be neglected, otherwise they would be punished according to the rules of the sect.

No one stopped him along the way, and the three of them pushed the door directly into the room. Zhang Yuchu was painting. It seemed that his daughter was back and was in a good mood. When Zhang Yuchu saw that Wangchen had arrived, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother Wangchen is such a coincidence. Come on, come on, come on, let's see how this painting is below."

After saying that, he took down the scroll and stood on the wall. He only saw this ink painting. He painted lotus leaves and lotus flowers, and dragonflies flying, which coincided with the poem: "The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and there have been dragonflies standing on their heads."

Although this painting was written by Zhang Yuchu, a Taoist cultivator, it was not lacking in charm. It seemed that the techniques of those who entered the Taoist painting were not as skilled as those who were able to draw, but it had a unique Taoist fairy style. It seemed that the Taoist scholars who were known for their proficiency in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were not fame.

Zhang Yuchu was quietly waiting for Wangchen to comment. Wangchen also squinted his eyes and watched carefully without saying a word. However, Chu Xunyu was impatient to know the matter, but he couldn't care about any painting and shouted directly: "Okay, very good!"

"Oh?" Zhang Yuchu said happily: "That little friend, where does the word "good" come from?"

This is endless, Chu Xunyu sighed in his heart. It seems that if he didn't evaluate this painting today, he wouldn't really know how to talk to himself. He had no choice but to comment in detail: "The painting of the senior uses the 'ink-breaking method'. Liang Xiaoduo of Southern Tang said in "Landscape and Pineapple Grid" that 'may be separated and splashed ink'. Ordinary people like to use thick and thin, but the seniors take a different approach and use thin and thick, which greatly improves the difficulty, but they can express it so vividly. It is not bad or exquisite."

"What about the shortcomings?" Zhang Yuchu asked quickly, "The disadvantages are the most important."

"Disadvantage?" Chu Xunyu had to admire him in his heart. He was indeed a person who loved painting, so he had to say again: "The flower bud in the upper right corner and the lower left corner are suspected of being 'ink beads', as well as the reflection in the water. Generally speaking, in the birds, empty is water, giving people imagination space. It rarely needs to deliberately express the image of water. However, the predecessors faintly dyed a layer of reflection with a virtual image, style, and background, but it is somewhat biased from the flowers and birds, and seems to have the theme of landscape."

"It's a sharp pain, a sharp pain." Zhang Yuchu sighed excitedly, and then said: "Although I painted flowers and birds, I have always loved landscapes in my heart. I have suffered from the lack of examples of famous masters. I can't help but regret it. When I was painting, I was distracted and painted the wish of landscapes. I was ashamed and ashamed."

After a pause, he saw the four treasures of the study on the table, and quickly said, "Writing ink, paper and inkstone are indispensable for painting. I know a lot about my friend. Come and see how I use this ink..."

After that, I brought Zhang Yuchu to the story. Chu Xunyu was shocked. After talking for a long time, he forgot what he came for. He also had to discuss the four treasures of the study with himself. He could not finish it tomorrow. He quickly interrupted him: "Senior, senior, I just heard you say that you love mountains and rivers, but you have no role models, so don't worry. I have a Dong Yuan's "Dragon Stay in the Suburbs" which is quite charming. He happened to be from Jiangxi again. He is of the same origin as you. You can study one or two."

"Really? My friend has the original works of Dong Yuan?" Zhang Yuchu was overjoyed.

"Of course, I will turn around and bring it to my senior and study it slowly. You don't have to worry, so let's talk about the serious business." If he doesn't interrupt him, he might have to say how long it will take.

Zhang Yuchu thanked him repeatedly, and suddenly realized that they had something to do, so he quickly said embarrassedly: "When you laugh, laugh, what are the important things for you three?"

At this time, Wangchen slowly walked over, took out the pieces of the clay sculpture, and said something about it, and asked, "Brother Zhang, have you ever sent something to your Dragon and Tiger Mountain?"

"This..." Zhang Yuchu thought for a while and shook his head, "The lineage of the Medicine King's Mansion has never had a deep relationship with people. I have been the head of the sect for so many years, and I have never heard of them letting go of anything for me. I have only dealt with them once in my life."

"oh?"

Zhang Yuchu told me about the past. When Zhang Yuchu was young, he had just formed a golden elixir and was proud of himself, so he fought with an enemy. Unexpectedly, he was defeated and seriously injured. Nine out of ten muscles in his body were broken, and the golden elixir was cracked in countless cracks, and his life was in danger. His master, the leader of Longhu Mountain at that time, had no choice but to take him to Yaowang Mountain overnight to find the help of the saint of the Medicine Kingdom in the Medicine King's Mansion. This was the only dealing with him.

"Wait..." Zhang Yuchu paused in his heart, as if he had remembered something, "I was seriously injured back then and lay on the bed. I vaguely remember that there was an old man in the Medicine King's Mansion with a very high seniority. My master wanted to call him senior and even give him a junior. He seemed to have mentioned that one day he would come to Longhu Mountain to get something back."

"Old man?" Chu Xunyu was shocked and asked quickly, "Do you remember what he looks like for a senior?"

"I don't remember it, it's been a long time, and I was on the verge of unconsciousness at that time, and I only knew that I was an old man."

Isn't this equivalent to not saying anything? Chu Xunyu was angry. His relatives could be considered to be the old man, those who had seen, those who had never seen, those who had been in seclusion, those who were in the world were packed and could fill the temple of the first gods under his feet. Where can I find it?

"But..." Zhang Yuchu finally recalled the important news this time, "I remember that there was a big man who came with the old man. I saw that he was tall, all the five fingers on his left hand had fallen off, and there was a strong smell of Chinese medicine, which almost made me faint again."

It was him? Chu Xunyu's expression was obviously stagnant, and Mu Yuan quickly sent a message: "What? Do you have any memories?"

"It's my sixth uncle."

"Ah? What? Your sixth uncle?"

"You have seen the current head of the family who came out to speak at the last inheritance ceremony."

This is exactly what all things start from the source and end up at the source...
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